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Oh! They say some people long ago
Were searching for a diff'rent tune,
One that they could croon
As only they can.

They only had the rhythm so
They started swaying to and fro.
They didn't know just what to use
And that is how the blues really
Really
I said really
I said really
I said really...really began

They heard the breeze in the trees
Singing weird melodies
And they called that
The start of the blues.

From a jail came the wail
Of a down hearted frail,
And they played that
As part of the blues.

From a whippoorwill out on a hill,
They took a new note,
Pushed it through a horn
'til it was born into a blue note.

And then they nursed it, rehearsed it,
And gave out the news
That the Southland
Gave birth to the blues!

They heard the breeze in the trees
Singing weird melodies
And they called that
The start of the blues.

From a whippoorwill out on a hill,
They took a new note,
Pushed it through a horn
'til it was born into a blue note.

And then they nursed it, rehearsed it,
And gave out the news
That the Southland
Gave birth to the blues!

The low-down blues
The southern blues
The happy blues
The sad blues
I've got the blues
You've got the blues
We all got the blues
Blues in the morning
Blues in the evening
Blues every day
Blues all your life
I've got the blues
Come on with the blues
Let's talk about the blues
Blues in the morning
Blues in the evening
Blues every day
Blues all your life
I've got the blues...(etc.)

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